The Billionaire's Regret

Chapter 53

Ivy cast a glance toward Greg, who appeared astonished as well, implying that he was also uninformed of Wyatt Reed’s presence. The two of them exchanged glances. Ivy then entered the room, smiling as she gazed at Liam Saver. “Is this a farce?” she asked it nonchalantly. Liam sighed and shrugged his shoulders. He turned to face Wyatt, then to Ivy. “Miss Ivy, I didn’t have a choice. Please forgive me for being arrogant. Let me state unequivocally that I will stay fair and never intervene in your personal affairs. To convey my heartfelt apologies, I’ll take you to our freshly launched laboratory for research after you’ve finished speaking. I’m sure you’ll be fascinated by it,” Liam asserted. Hmmm… quite good, Ivy thought. Nonetheless, she was irritated that she had been duped. Ivy retreated her gaze, a tiny frown on her face, and looked at Wyatt. “Mr. Reed, if this is due to that pipe, don’t bother wasting your time.” When are they going to quit bothering her? They should understand that her time is extremely valuable. “Ivy,” he says. Wyatt gave her a serious look, “I know my grandfather went to see you today and said a lot of harsh things,” he said after a bit of pause, “don’t take it personally.” He knew Ivy didn’t care about his apologies and that it was pointless. A single sorry could not erase what he owed her over the last three years. Ivy raised her eyes and felt it was bizarre because Wyatt seemed peculiar today. “Is that it?” She was growing irritated. Wyatt paused for a second before speaking again. “You’re wasting your time with that tobacco pipe. You'd already succeeded if all you wanted to do was annoy them. Please return it to my grandfather after your rage has dissipated. As I previously stated, you are free to specify any restrictions you like.” For a brief period, the air was deafeningly quiet. Ivy’s lips were captivated. Huh! When other approaches fail, he resorts to emotional manipulation. His goal is to reclaim the

emerald pipe. That silly pipe appears to be essential to them. To break the silence, Liam couldn’t help but utter a joke. “Whatever the circumstances? Are you willing to get back together with her if she wants to?” Liam asked Wyatt. Greg couldn’t help but notice Wyatt as the other three persons in the room were astonished. Wyatt’s eyes drooped, and he scowled a little. The atmosphere was deafeningly quiet and calm. Ivy threw out a small laugh just as Liam regretted saying it. Her tone was evident, chilly, and uncaring. “Can we get back together? There’s no point in assuming because it will never happen in this life. Mr. Reed should marry someone from the same social class. Why would he jeopardize his marriage?” When Wyatt heard this, his brow furrowed, and he started to say something, but Ivy continued, “But...” she paused, her lips curled into a slight smile. “However, if you absolutely must have this emerald pipe, the terms can still be discussed.” Ivy appeared to have devised an ideal scenario. Wyatt jerked his head up. “What exactly is it?” He seemed to be willing to do everything she asked. Ivy cast a sidelong glance toward Liam. “Can we have the space?” Liam went completely still. “Certainly,” he says. He adjusted his tie and walked out without a second thought. Whenever Wyatt and Ivy were in the same room, the mood was quite uneasy. If Wyatt hadn’t forced him to invite Ivy to dinner in his name, he would have been hesitant to bring these two ex-lovers together because he didn’t know how to handle their kith and kin. Liam, after all, didn’t want Wyatt and Ivy’s difficulty to interfere with their cooperation. Greg was likewise cautious in leaving the room also. Wyatt waited calmly for Ivy to speak with only the two of them left in the room, but she didn’t seem to be in any hurry. When Wyatt heard Liam’s proposal to remarry Ivy, he surprised himself by not thinking it was an outlandish idea. Anyway, they had already been married, so he didn’t mind marrying her again. IfThis content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

they were to reconcile, he would treat her better as well. Ivy, on the other hand, was adamantly opposed. She strolled over to the side sofa and sat down before picking up a box of cigarettes from the table and expertly lighting one. She inhaled and released a lovely smoke ring. Wyatt felt a little uneasy seeing her tiny fingers holding a cigarette, yet she did so with such beauty and elegance. Wyatt’s eyes drooped slightly. “Did you really learn to smoke?” he asked. Ivy, in his opinion, was a lovely and well-behaved woman with no destructive tendencies. However, the woman in front of him appeared so proficient and natural in her movements that he had no idea she had been smoking for quite some time. Ivy grinned as she looked at Wyatt’s astonished expression. Her smoking hand lightly tapped on the sofa. “Yes, I discovered it three years ago.” They only got married three years ago. So, in other words, she had picked up a cigarette at the start of their marriage.